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Songs From the Basement

by Justin Hoffenberg and Martin Gilmore

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Chorus: Asheville Junction Swannanoa tunnel All caved in, babe All caved in Last December, I remember That the wind blowed cold, babe That the wind blowed cold Chorus Well a hammer falling from my shoulder All day long, babe All day long Chorus When you hear my watchdog howling Somebody 'round, babe Somebody 'round Chorus When you hear that hootowl squalling somebody dying, babe Somebody dying One of these days I'll see that woman That's no dream, babe That's no dream Chorus
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Chorus: Well my bucket's got a hole in it My bucket's got a hole in it My bucket's got a hole in it I can't buy no beer I went up on the mountain I looked down to the sea Saw the crabs and the fishes Doin the be-bop-bee Chorus I went down to the corner With a bucket in my hand I was a loopking for a woman Who ain't got no man Chorus Me and my baby We bought us a Ford Now we all sit together On the running board Chorus What's the use In me working so hard When I got a woman In the bossman's yard Chorus
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I'm headed back to Dixie, it's the place I long to be Where the Swanee flows I'll be on my toes it's home sweet home to me Where they meet you and they greet you with the sweetest "How Y'all" Shut my mouth I'm headed south on the Dixie Cannonball Chorus On the Dixie Cannonball, the Dixie Cannonball I love to hear that whistle, it'll thrill you one and all And I know I'll not be lonesome when I see them tree tops tall Shut my mouth I'm headed south on the Dixie Cannonball When I cross them Smokey Mountains I'll be counting every mile When the whistle blows I'll be on my toes and I'll shuffle down the aisle Got a sweetheart waiting for me she's long and she's tall I'm coming through on a big choo-choo called the Dixie cannonball Chorus
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Oh the year was seventeen-seventy-eight How I wish I was in Sharbrook now When a letter of marque came from the king For the scummiest vessel I'd ever seen Chorus Oh damn them all I was told We'd sail the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns and shed no tears I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier The last of Barrett's Privateers Elcid Barrett cried the town How I wish I was in Sharbrook now And twenty brave men all fishermen who Would make for him the Antelope crew But the Antelope sloop was a sickening sight How I wish I was in Sharbrook now She'd a list to her port and her sails in rags The cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags Chorus It was on the king's birthday we put to sea How I wish I was in Sharbrook now We were ninety one days to Montego bay Pumping like madmen all the way On the ninety sixth day we sailed again How I wish I was in Sharbrook now When a bloody great Yankee hauled into sight Our crack four-pounders made to fight Chorus The Yankee lay low down with gold How I wish I was in Sharbrook now She was broad and fat and loose in her staves But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days At length we stood two cables away How I wish I was in Sharbrook now Our crack four-pounders made an awful din But with one fat ball the yank dove us in Chorus The antelope shook and pitched on her side How I wish I was in Sharbrook now Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs And the main mast took of both of my legs Now here I sit in my twenty-third year How I wish I was in Sharbrook now It's been five years since I sailed away And I just made Halifax yesterday
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I went down to the river to watch the fish swim by When I got to the river I was so lonesome I wanted to cry Then I jumped in the river but the dog-gone river was dry Now I'm long gone lonesome blue I had me a woman who wouldn't be true She made me for my money and she made me blue But a man needs a woman that he can lean on But my leanin' post has done left and gone Now I'm long gone lonesome blue I'm gonna find me a river one that's cold as ice When I find me that river good lord I'm gonna pay the price I'm going down there three times but lord I'm only coming up twice Now I'm long gone lonesome blue She told me on Sunday she was checkin' me out Along came Monday she was nowhere about And now it's Tuesday I ain't got no news I got them gone but not forgotten blues Now I'm long gone lonesome blue
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Was in the spring one sunny day My good girl left me she went away Now she's gone and I don't worry Cause I'm sitting on top of the world She called me up from El Paso Said I need you darling why'd you let me go Now she's gone and I don't worry Cause I'm sitting on top of the world Don't need you here holding out your hand I can get me a woman quick as you got your man Now she's gone and I don't worry Cause I'm sitting on top of the world That Mississippi River run deep and wide I can see my darlin' on the other side Now she's gone and I don't worry Cause I'm sitting on top of the world Don't want my peaches don't shake my tree Stay out of my orchard baby let my peaches be Now she's gone and I don't worry Cause I'm sitting on top of the world Ashes to ashes and dust to dust Show me a woman that a man can trust Now she's gone and I don't worry Cause I'm sitting on top of the world
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Miss Molly 02:14
Have you seen miss Molly Her cheeks are rosy red She's got lips as sweet as satin And they taste like gingerbread Chorus Me oh my miss Molly I'm in love with you Me oh my miss Molly won't you say you love me too When miss Molly smiles The sun goes dim a spell And when she laughs her voice is like A little silver bell Chorus I'll hang up my saddle My drivin' I'll resign If only old miss Molly'd say That she would be mine Chorus 1st verse Chorus
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I am a lineman for the county And I work the main road Searching in the sun for another overload I hear you singing in the wires And I hear you in the whine And the Wichita lineman is still on the line You know I need a small vacation But it don't look like rain And if it snows that stretch down south wont ever stand the strain And I need you more than want you And I want you for all time And the Wichita lineman is still on the line And I need you more than want you And I want you for all time And the Wichita lineman is still on the line
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Lost Highway 04:03
I'm a rolling stone all alone and lost For a life of sin I've paid the cost And now I'm lost ain't no use to pray I started rolling down that lost highway I was just a lad barely twenty two Neither good nor bad just a kid like you And now I'm lost too late to pray Started rolling down that lost highway Just a deck of cards and a jug of wine And a woman's lies makes a life like mine When I pass by all the people say Just another guy on the lost highway So listen to me boys before you ramble round On a road of sin or you're sorrow bound Take my advice or you'll curse the day You started rolling down that lost highway

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Recorded on June 24th and 25th, 2012 in Boulder, CO. No edits, punches, or other audio processes were used in the making of this recording. Everything that you hear is exactly the way it was played. All singing was tracked live with the instruments, with no isolation between microphones. This is how things really sounded when we played, and we hope that you enjoy!

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released September 1, 2012

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